this is me rambling...

this is just me rambling my whole life is a game; now i'm gambling what'll happen when i roll the dice will i make with a heart full of ice ice cold, like the shoulders that i get this life won't work i bet they say don't fret cause you havent' seen anything yet your young and time is on your hands but that don't matter if i haven't the energy to stand pick my self up and nothing's close at hand i live this life with pain Is every thing i do in vain? leaving marks scars and a stain of blood, that says i failed and everyone i cared got up and bailed someone save me from this hell don't stand back and say oh well! get out of this cell!

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